I keep thinking about how weird and dumb and shitty it is that Disney Marvel Burger King's The Avengers: Infinity War straight-up told me to sympathize and identify with Thanos, Strong Father dickwipe, over and over again for hours and hours.

"Everyone talks to themselves a lot, but if you’re an anxious and depressed person poisoned with thick, rich self-hatred that interior conversation is a day-long slog overanalyzing every social interaction for clues as to just how much everyone hates you."

I didn’t even know “sincerely hating myself” was what I was actually up against until getting hardcore alcoholism under control, staying sober for a year and THEN getting incredibly serious about a lifelong weight crisis. And it took months after that still.